Chapter 650 Fighting against the Witch Clan
When night falls, the sleeping Wu clan wakes up.
Although the soul of the Wu clan is integrated with the physical body and cannot cultivate the soul, each body is very powerful.
Even just a wizard soldier can unleash the fighting power of a golden immortal or even an immortal king.
And a general of the Wu Clan can even reach the strength of the Immortal Emperor or even the Immortal Lord and Immortal Lord.
The great witch further up is even more terrifying!
Just like Dayi, he was one of the great witches in ancient times.
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The closer you get to Buzhou Mountain, the stronger the Wu clan you encounter will become.
And the Wu clan is not like ferocious beasts. They move in groups. There are Wu clan generals who rule the witch soldiers, sweeping across the ferocious beasts within a million miles of Buzhou Mountain!
The strange thing is that after the Witch Clan killed the ferocious beast, they did not absorb the pure essence immediately. Instead, they used a bottle with special inscriptions to collect it.
"As long as we collect enough of the origin of the world, we will be able to bring the adults back again!"
"Roar!!!"
"Are there any outsiders?"
"Kill them all and throw their flesh and blood into Buzhou Mountain to sacrifice to the adults!"
Soon, the Wu Clan discovered the existence of outsiders. Most of the discovered geniuses were basically unable to fight against the hordes of Wu Clan. If they could not run away, they would be killed and hung as trophies around their waists. .
At this time, Leng Yanran was also facing the siege of a witch clan team alone.
The strength of the leader of the Wu clan general is comparable to that of the Immortal Realm, and the eight wizard clan members under him are each comparable to the Golden Immortal and the Immortal King!
"Back off or die."
Leng Yanran was wearing exquisite black body-hugging armor, with a pair of purple pupils looking at the approaching Wu Clan, and the God-killing Spear was ready to be used at any time.
But at this time, behind her, junior sister Zhu Wanqing was crossing her legs to break through the Immortal King Realm, and she could not be disturbed.
After a day of hunting ferocious beasts, Zhu Wanqing finally reached the moment of breakthrough. He originally wanted to break through the Immortal King as night fell, but he never imagined that such an accident would happen at night.
The leader of the Wu tribe looked down at the two tiny creatures, but he could feel a strong threat from Leng Yanran!
This creature with only the Immortal King Realm could actually make him feel in danger!
But as the Witch Clan, they are a fighting race. Even death is not a fear in the eyes of the Witch Clan, but a yearning!
If you can die in battle, in the understanding of the Witch Clan, you can return to the embrace of Father God, which is the highest honor!
The eight witch soldiers had already formed an encirclement and suppression force before the general could speak, slowly approaching the two women.
Buzhou Mountain is the holy land of his witch clan. How can we allow these foreigners to get involved? They will be killed!
Seeing that the other party had no intention of giving in, Leng Yanran could only sigh slowly, and casually laid out layers of defense and isolation formations around the junior sister, so as not to affect her breakthrough.
The shiny black armor on his body shrank suddenly, obviously ready to enter the battle.
He walked forward step by step, not nervous at all in the face of the witch clan's encirclement and suppression.
While walking, the fingers of the slender sleeves were held in the air behind the side, and the God-killing Spear was condensed in the hand.
"Demon treasure?"
The Witch Clan general saw a flash of surprise in his eyes when he saw the God-killing Spear.
Just when he was stunned, he felt a blur in front of his eyes. The figure of the demon woman seemed to pause for a moment, and then turned into an afterimage and disappeared.
‘Boom——’
"Boom————"
Accompanied by two loud noises, in an instant, two wizards with a height of several hundred feet were pierced through the heart and fell straight down, causing the ground to shake!
Seeing that the demon woman was killing a witch soldier again, the general did not dare to underestimate the opponent in the slightest. He stepped forward, waving his fists with strange runes flashing on them. The power of law was actually blessed on his fists, and he directed towards her. Hit Leng Yanran and hit her hard!
He is obviously nearly a thousand feet tall and looks extremely bulky and thick, but he moves extremely fast!
But in terms of speed, it's obvious that she can't keep up with Leng Yanran's magical ability to transform into a demon.
The punch failed, and he could only watch with his own eyes as another wizard soldier was pierced through the heart in front of him, and fell to the ground with a bang!
"Damn demons!!!"
"die!!!"
The smell of blood from the Witch Clan filled the air, and the eyes of the still standing Witch Clan immediately turned blood red, and their blood boiled. The death of their clansmen aroused their fighting spirit even more!
Leng Yanran fell back to stand not far away from her junior sister. The God-killing Spear in her hand had been dyed blood red, but the blood was disappearing at an extremely fast speed. No... it was not disappearing, but It was absorbed by the God-killing Spear.
The God-killing Spear had already been refined into a life-saving magic weapon by her. As the rich blood-evil aura emerged from the God-killing Spear, Leng Yanran's eyes also showed a slight red glow.
The brief contact just now allowed her to roughly judge the strength of these witch clans.
Beads of sweat slowly appeared on Xiao Haihai's forehead. Even though she was making a breakthrough, she could still feel the situation around her.
Seeing that the senior sister still had to protect herself when facing a powerful enemy, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
But then, she heard the senior sister start to count inexplicably:
"three......"
Leng Yanran's red lips parted slightly, and she said a number without knowing why, and her figure seemed to flicker.
The remaining witch clan had already moved towards her, but she still made no move.
"two......"
After saying it again, Xiaohaihai finally understood that the senior sister was counting down.
As he opened his mouth, his figure flickered again, and you wouldn't even notice it if you weren't paying attention.
"one......"
As she finally opened her mouth, the remaining Wu clan had already reached her eyes, and their figures flickered inconspicuously again.
But after telling the last number, Leng Yanran directly put away the God-killing Spear and no longer looked at the wizards. Instead, she turned around and walked towards the junior sister with a calm expression. She came to stand beside the junior junior sister and stood alert. .
The witch clan seemed to be frozen, and they all paused, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
As the ground rumbled and shook again and again, those Wu clansmen fell down forever. There was a small hole between the eyebrows, but it penetrated directly through the head and shattered everything inside the head!
"The blood of the Witch Clan will guide my people..."
At the last moment when the Wu clan general's eyes were blank, he looked deeply at Leng Yanran, but without much emotion. In the eyes of the Wu clan, dying in battle is the highest honor!
Even if the witch clan fights with each other, it is normal for them to beat each other to death!
At the last moment of his death, the Wu clan general relied on his last instinct to turn around, knelt down on one knee in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, clenched his fist and put it on his heart, his face showing relief.
It was as if I had truly returned to the embrace of Father God.
"I don't know how my junior sisters are doing..."
Leng Yanran watched this scene calmly. Seeing that there was no sign of other witch clans around, she couldn't help but worry about Li Yourong and Dongfang Han.